Page 20 of Earth Girls are Easy… To Dominate
“Do you understand?” Samulin asked softly. “I want to accept. I’d take the chance if I only had myself to consider, but I have to think of my baby.”
Looking down, he touched Samulin’s belly. Then looking her in the eye, he touched her heart, then rubbed his own chest.
She gave a watery laugh. “We give you heartburn?”
He snorted, then repeated the action. “You,” he said slowly, first touching her belly, then her heart, then touching his own chest, “are mine.” When she hesitated, he patted his own chest for emphasis. “Mine.”
Frustrated that he couldn’t bring his point across in his own tongue, he gripped her rear and stood. She shrieked at suddenly being picked up, and wrapped her arms and legs around him as he carried her down the corridor to Phyrax’s quarters.
The entrance to Phyrax’s quarters didn’t open at his approach, and Bralix stabbed twice at the intercom button beside the door with his finger. Impatient, he stabbed it again just as the door whisked open to reveal an annoyed Phyrax, wearing just his trousers.
“Bralix, the door was closed for a reason,” Phyrax snapped.
“I’m sorry, brother,” Bralix said. “But please, I need to borrow Emery. It is important.”
“Bralix—”
“Please.”
“It’s okay, Phyrax,” Emery said from behind him, adjusting the folds of her shirt. “What do you need, Bralix?”
Bralix sat on the edge of the bed, with Samulin once again on his lap. He glanced at Emery before he cupped both of her cheeks with his hands and looked deep into her eyes. “Please translate for me?”
“Okay…”
“I know we haven’t known each other for a long time, but if you give yourself to me, I swear to be worthy of your trust. Iwould not want to give you a symbiote, if I didn’t want you to have a voice.”
When Emery didn’t speak immediately, he raised an eyebrow at her, which made her blink, then start translating.
He watched Samulin while Emery repeated what he’d said. When Emery said that Bralix wanted her to have a voice, Samulin’s chin trembled.
“You would not be a slave, or livestock. If that is what I wanted, I wouldn’t need your consent. I don’t want an obedient pet; I want you to be my mate.” He paused to give Emery a chance to catch up with the translation. “Your submission is important to me. But I want you to submit because youchooseto please me, not because I’ve conditioned you to be obedient. You will always have the freedom to choose; I give you my word.”
Bralix put his hand over her belly. “And I make the same promise to your child.”
“You do?” Samulin asked softly, a tear rolling down her cheek.
He nodded solemnly, then touched his heart. “My heart needs you.”
“I love you,” Emery said softly.
Bralix watched Emery while she said the last phrase. Emery’s translation didn’t sound quite the same.
He turned back to Samulin, and repeated Emery’s translation carefully in the earth tongue. “I love you.”
Samulin flung herself at Bralix, burying her face in his chest and hugging him tightly. He felt the fabric of his shirt grow damp with her tears. “Yes,” he heard her muffled reply. “Yes, I’ll stay. Yes toeverything.”
Relief washed through Bralix’s veins, and he hugged her back. He nuzzled her neck, inhaling her scent and allowing it to calm him. She was his; she’d agreed to be his.
“I hate to rush you,” Phyrax said softly, “but the symbiote has been out of the tank too long already. It would be best to implant it sooner rather than later, if you’re going to go ahead with it.”
“There’s an expiry date on symbiotes?” Emery asked.
Phyrax nodded. “You’d better hurry.”
“Are you ready for your symbiote?” Emery asked Samulin. “The guys say you can’t wait too much longer, or the symbiote might not survive.”
Samulin took a deep breath. “Okay. Let’s do this.”
